This Dissolute Life Lived

A Short Poem

MentalDessert
Aug 24, 2017 · 1 min read

Bubbling over the edge,

boiling, broiling like an egg

left to be scrambled

on a sidewalk this

world keeps spinning

and my mind is a

tea kettle

left on heat

for far too long,

this dissolute life

I’ve lived screams

from my sutured lips.


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